> Tonight my dashboard emitted the shrill signal that says I was running
> on empty and I had to sidle up to a pump, and pronto.
> Fortunately, across from where I ate dinner there is a discount
> station that sells Union 76 gas, which I suppose is of fairly high
> quality because the company is so big.
> Before pulling in, I noticed a disheveled hobo was leaning against the
> posts that under gird the big 76 sign. Every now and then he sneered
> or shouted at passing traffic and ogled the customers that stopped for
> gas.
> "Should I pull in?" I asked myself.
> After all, if you read my martial arts articles, you know I'm a big
> fan of PREVENTION.
> My advice is simple: If an environment is hostile, don't go there.
> Split!
> But here I was, in perhaps that very position. The gas is better and
> cheaper here than anywhere else within my tank's low range, but why
> expose oneself to a hassle or worse?
> Still, there was a voice inside that said: "Come on, you can handle
> him; easily!"
> And so I happily pumped my gas, cleaned the windshield, and took my
> time, and he didn't budge from his post....
> http://groups.msn.com/martialartsqen
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